Luke Harvey and his wife have two daughters. His first collection of poetry, Let’s Call It Home, is dedicated to his family. If you skipped the dedication page, you would soon figure out that this collection is about that family, and especially about his daughters.
Harvey watches a child learn to crawl. He walks with a toddler in the living room (over and over again). He watches her read a book upside down. He steps carefully around the random bits of toys on the floor. He’s followed wherever he goes in the house. He hears the cry demanding release from the crib. He watches a daughter running around outside.
To continue reading, please see my post today at Tweetspeak Poetry.
Some Tuesday Readings
On David Bottoms: Hymns to the Unknown – Edward Hirsch at Literary Matters.
Newly discovered poems show Virginia Woolf as a fun aunt – Andrew Linbong at NPR.
Close and Slow – Andrew Roycroft on Collected Poems by Louis MacNeice.
“As Kingfishers Catch Fire,” poem by Gerard Manley Hopkins – Sally Thomas at Poems Ancient and Modern.
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